like the mighty koi fish....we grind forward..upstream
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
right choices...
once upon a time there was a hermit crab.......
the hermit crabs name was henry.
henry liked to dive and often dove so tirelessly that he'd forget to shower from time to time and he'd be stinky.
many of the other creature in the ocean said when henry came around it was like he had no bath in days. the fact of the matter was since henry had just lost his shell he had no shower to take a bath. he would use his friends baths a couple times a week but this would not suffice.
henry decided to do something about his odor.
he took what little precious grains of gold ocean sand and went searching for a way to have a home and a shower.
i will not be stinky anymore!
henry was good at giving the ocean creatures tattoos... he had learned the art form by teaching himself and watching videos on the internet. he got good when he started tattooing the sharks in the sea that would let him tattoo them without eating him alive... he tattooed the sharks everyday until he had enough gold sea sand to buy an old little aluminum can he could fit in.. it had a little shower! he lived happily in the can ... the can started having problems but not enough to make him want to rid of the trusty little piece of garbage that kept him warm at night in the cold cruel sea.
henry often helped the sharks with everyday errands because he felt like they treated him well... the sharks were concerned henry was not living right because they saw he lived in a can.... out of compassion they extended a hand...
" henry why dont you come live with us and help us with things and you can come live with us together in a sea castle we woul d give you gold sea sand to help you pay for things and cover all your sea expenses.."
the idea was indeed enticing. the sharks were definatlely not out to eat him.. they werre friendly and henry never had to worry about food because the sharks ALWAYS ate. there were more than enough scraps to go around. they wathced out for henry and he felt no reason to mistrust the sharks. the sharks had only one problem.... the village the sea castle was in was always being invaded without notice by fishermen who loved the tasted of fresh shark meat. henry was aware of the threat to the sharks because the sharks often swam by the fishing boats without concern. many of the other sharks had been caught and eaten in previous months.
henry had to think it over....there was a risk of him getting eaten too if he was at the wrong place at the wrong time with the sharks...it was shark season and anglers seemed to be catching sharks more frequently.. even giving warning to some before they hauled in the nets.
he was worried not only for himself but his new friends the sharks...
henry went on a walk..his friend m the little wise lobster listened to his dilemma and warned him that the sea castle could attract attention from anglers....then if the sharks were caught he could be left without a job nor home...
henry realized he was happy in his aluminum soda can...he owned it and he could take it wherever he went... he liked to sleep on land beside the beach. everymorning he did this he would arise and smile as seagulls flew around the can.... they liked to eat crab but they didnt know he was inside the can smokin ganja....drawing new tattoos for his friends ....
this was the life none could take nor dictate to him.....
he was happy.....right there by the beach in his can smokin' ganja tattooing making money legit. nobody could take that away from him...
the hermit crabs name was henry.
henry liked to dive and often dove so tirelessly that he'd forget to shower from time to time and he'd be stinky.
many of the other creature in the ocean said when henry came around it was like he had no bath in days. the fact of the matter was since henry had just lost his shell he had no shower to take a bath. he would use his friends baths a couple times a week but this would not suffice.
henry decided to do something about his odor.
he took what little precious grains of gold ocean sand and went searching for a way to have a home and a shower.
i will not be stinky anymore!
henry was good at giving the ocean creatures tattoos... he had learned the art form by teaching himself and watching videos on the internet. he got good when he started tattooing the sharks in the sea that would let him tattoo them without eating him alive... he tattooed the sharks everyday until he had enough gold sea sand to buy an old little aluminum can he could fit in.. it had a little shower! he lived happily in the can ... the can started having problems but not enough to make him want to rid of the trusty little piece of garbage that kept him warm at night in the cold cruel sea.
henry often helped the sharks with everyday errands because he felt like they treated him well... the sharks were concerned henry was not living right because they saw he lived in a can.... out of compassion they extended a hand...
" henry why dont you come live with us and help us with things and you can come live with us together in a sea castle we woul d give you gold sea sand to help you pay for things and cover all your sea expenses.."
the idea was indeed enticing. the sharks were definatlely not out to eat him.. they werre friendly and henry never had to worry about food because the sharks ALWAYS ate. there were more than enough scraps to go around. they wathced out for henry and he felt no reason to mistrust the sharks. the sharks had only one problem.... the village the sea castle was in was always being invaded without notice by fishermen who loved the tasted of fresh shark meat. henry was aware of the threat to the sharks because the sharks often swam by the fishing boats without concern. many of the other sharks had been caught and eaten in previous months.
henry had to think it over....there was a risk of him getting eaten too if he was at the wrong place at the wrong time with the sharks...it was shark season and anglers seemed to be catching sharks more frequently.. even giving warning to some before they hauled in the nets.
he was worried not only for himself but his new friends the sharks...
henry went on a walk..his friend m the little wise lobster listened to his dilemma and warned him that the sea castle could attract attention from anglers....then if the sharks were caught he could be left without a job nor home...
henry realized he was happy in his aluminum soda can...he owned it and he could take it wherever he went... he liked to sleep on land beside the beach. everymorning he did this he would arise and smile as seagulls flew around the can.... they liked to eat crab but they didnt know he was inside the can smokin ganja....drawing new tattoos for his friends ....
this was the life none could take nor dictate to him.....
he was happy.....right there by the beach in his can smokin' ganja tattooing making money legit. nobody could take that away from him...
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